The 6th Istari
Chapter 6: Orcs (100) vs. People (3)
Note: I may have gotten some facts wrong, and if I did, and you notice, please tell me and I will try to change it asap.
Thoughts are in Italics. Thoughts spoken to each other are "in italics". If they are speaking in elvish, *elvish*, if dwarvish, dwarvish, if they are speaking normally, "It will be normal."
WARNING: This chapter is gory, if you don't want to read gore, then wait a bit, I will upload a less gory version soon. Violent, so don't say I didn't warn you.
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With the memory of Peranell's dead body burned into her mind, Twe drew her first arrow. She drew it slowly and carefully to her ear. She sighted, and waited. Raph and Heidi drew their swords and stood ready, "Go!" they sprang into motion. Arrows flew from Twe, Raph sprang into the orcs and swung and lunged with his sword; fury feeding his body and him strength. Heidi was behind him, always defending and taking out an orc if she could get it.
The orc band had forty orcs in it. Twe had taken seven down and wounded 15 more. Raph had killed eight orcs and wounded six. Heidi killed six, four of whom Raph had wounded and two who Twe had wounded.
Raph swung, thrust, lunged, and parried. The sword became a blur of silver and sound as it whistled through the air and bit into his opponents. Orcs went down, blood was everywhere; his clothes were stained with blood, both of his own, a bright red, the orc's blood, a darker red, almost black. The orcs were larger, stronger, and heavier; but he was lighter, faster, and quicker. He used all he could to have an advantage over them. He used him nimbleness until he was like a fly, by the time you lifted your hand to swat it, it was gone.
Twe was a superb shot; as she came to the last of the extra arrows she killed three more orcs. One was shot in the throat and the other two were killed in the eyes. One of the orcs shot in the eyes stumbled against another healthy orc, the orc swung around and the back of its spear jutted out as the orc swung to see who had stumbled into it. The butt hit Heidi in the head. She collapsed, falling to the ground amid the dirt, sweat, and blood.
"NOOOOOOO! Heidi! Don't you dare die, you can leave, just wait!" Twe thought at Heidi, there was no reply; she was unconscious. Sweat broke out and sank into her already sweat-drenched clothes. Two orcs were zooming in on either side of Heidi; Raph hadn't notice that Heidi was down yet. Twe drew two arrows and placed them on her bow aiming carefully. The orcs stumbled as arrows pierced them but they continued towards the fallen human teenage girl, their stupid minds could only grasp so much. "DIE YOU BASTARDS!" Twe shot at them in her mind, fear threading it's way through her thoughts, she had lost Peranell, and she WASN'T going to lose Heidi in the same week. TWANG! TWANG! Another pair of arrows flew, TWANG! TWANG! The orcs finally fell, arrows piercing each of them through the ear and into the brain. But they had fallen on Heidi! They would crush her!
Twe threw her bow on her shoulders and snatched her sword out of its' sheath. She then grabbed a long knife out. She rushed into the fray, making a beeline towards Heidi. She hacked at five orcs to get at her, blood spurted from one's cut throat; Twe had pushed another it moaned as it died, impaled on the sword of it's own companion whom it had fallen on. Moans, growls, threats, and screaming reached her ears, but she didn't pay attention to any of it.
She slid her sword into the belly of another and as he showed no signs of dying, and ripped upwards. Bloody insides and other sights she could have gladly have lived without spilled before her eyes. The smell of blood and gore permeated everything and made her want to gag. She felt seriously sick. But she HAD to get Heidi free! She yanked and tugged and pulled the orcs off of Heidi. Heidi was free, but she felt critically sick and her guts decided to turn up just then. She knelt down and threw up. She was still wiping her mouth as she spun around and brought her sword up, crossing blades against a larger sword that an orc was bearing down on her, her arm shook but held, and Twe was decidedly on the bad side.
She reached deep down inside her, to the place where she had found comfort and strength so many times before. She saw everything that she was down there, all the good, bad, and all that she knew she was and had not uncovered yet. Something down there had helped her and told her what to do many times before; maybe it would help her again. She got strength and courage, but not knowledge. She took the strength and shoved up, the orc fell away. She was about to go after him when she heard a weak plea, "Twe.'' that sounds like Rap- She turned around and gasped as she saw Raph lying belly downwards on top of Heidi. His mind and body were weak, but he gathered up enough strength to lift his head and look at her; after a heartfelt look on his pain-contorted face, his head quickly dropped, the effort of holding it up becoming to much. He was covered in blood, most of it his own, coming from the many gashes and cuts that covered his entire body.
An orc was standing over him, Raph sent her a quick message, "he was going after Heidi. couldn't let him. hurt her. hope she's. ok. If things don't work out. tell her. tell her I. I love her..." Twe was shocked, before she could respond, Raph had faded into that black land of unconsciousness. She now faced the orc with anger in her every bone, tissue, and cell. No one hurt Raph and Heidi that bad and lived to tell the tale, NO ONE!
The orc held a whip handle that had 10 or so leather thongs coming out from it, attacked to the end of each was a piece of glass or thorn or something equally sharp. Raph had stood up to the orcs and had gotten lots of cuts for it, but the lashes from the scourge were coming for their price; his blood and thus death. He was losing blood fast, too fast. Twe was reminded of someone else who had lost blood too fast once, "SHIT! NO, NO, DON'T DIE RAPHAEL, DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!" she couldn't do anything about it then or now, a wail of despair burst out from her soul, despair in all it's entirety came over her and filled her and then passed away, to be replaced by anger. The anger seemed to burn at Twe's insides calling for action. She suddenly was moving.
She seemed to fly around, she killed the one she had pushed over and one other. She then proceeded towards the whip wielding orc. She snatched up an orc spear on the way. As her fingers tightened around the thick oak staff she sneered at eh orc and his vain attempt to kill them, because she would NOT let him live, not for what he had done to Raph.
She stood there; straight, tall, proud, confident, and noble, every muscle was toned and ready for use. He simply stood there, his great hulking mass towering over her. Both wore an identical leer on their faces for the other's "feeble" attempts. He cracked his whip through the air; she raised the spear. The thongs got tangled around the spear staff. She yanked on the spear and the whip went flying, several pieces cut her, but she was too detached to notice, or even care if she had noticed.
But they never got farther for another band of 40 orcs arrived, they came through the woods, right behind the last orc, the one she was facing, they then stopped. In the front was an orc that had blood on him, He must have gotten away and warned another band, are more bands coming? That was when despair first started to creep in, it got further when she heard noise behind her and turned to see a band of 20 orcs come at her from behind and stop. She couldn't fight and conquer 62 orcs!
Despair had a good foothold in the door by now. But she prepared her self for her last stand, the one that she had to make. She would probably go down, but she would take a bunch down with her.
The original orc sneered and said, "It'ssss finisheddd." He then started to go towards her. "NO." The word was a mental command, but so strong that the orc heard it clearly and he even stopped for a second. But he shook his head and continued. "NO." She spoke louder and more commanding this time. She stuck her sword in the ground, hilt up, and stuck her right hand out. Amazingly he stopped, he looked as if he was trying to move, but couldn't. The orcs that had been his rescuers moments before were also now stuck. Twe's eyes held an amazing cold glare.
The NO 's rolled around them, echoing in their minds, the words of power binding them. Suddenly, Twe seemed brighter, as if the sun had peeked out and shone upon her, but it was night, and a new moon, it was suppose to be dark. The light grew and became brighter and whiter, and more painful to the orcs.
The orcs tried to cover their faces, but couldn't. The same spell that held them immovable also rendered them as statues. They couldn't even close their eyes to the light. The light increased and doubled. It was augmented and amplified by her. The light tore the darkness form the orcs. It permeated their very being and tore what they had always known from them. It was a deathblow to the orcs. They had survived on the darkness, but now it was gone, and they were dying. The spell finally released them, but they could only writhe on the ground in pain.
Heidi and Raph seemed to take no damage from this what so ever, it only helped them, their pain grew less and a small smile played on both their faces. But all 62 orcs died. But Twe seemed to take it hard too. She stood a moment longer, weaving, tired, and weak form loss of blood and stomach. She felt the sweat bead her forehead, armpits, and chest and back. She stood and the light quickly and quietly faded. She wove some more and finally fell next to Heidi and Raph, out cold before she hit the ground.
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Guess who we meet next chapter? Think about it, Green wood (Mirkwood) Forest, major disaster, there is bound to be someone looking into it; for three bands of orcs, probably someone royal, hmmm.
~Kit ;)
Chapter 6: Orcs (100) vs. People (3)
Note: I may have gotten some facts wrong, and if I did, and you notice, please tell me and I will try to change it asap.
Thoughts are in Italics. Thoughts spoken to each other are "in italics". If they are speaking in elvish, *elvish*, if dwarvish, dwarvish, if they are speaking normally, "It will be normal."
WARNING: This chapter is gory, if you don't want to read gore, then wait a bit, I will upload a less gory version soon. Violent, so don't say I didn't warn you.
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With the memory of Peranell's dead body burned into her mind, Twe drew her first arrow. She drew it slowly and carefully to her ear. She sighted, and waited. Raph and Heidi drew their swords and stood ready, "Go!" they sprang into motion. Arrows flew from Twe, Raph sprang into the orcs and swung and lunged with his sword; fury feeding his body and him strength. Heidi was behind him, always defending and taking out an orc if she could get it.
The orc band had forty orcs in it. Twe had taken seven down and wounded 15 more. Raph had killed eight orcs and wounded six. Heidi killed six, four of whom Raph had wounded and two who Twe had wounded.
Raph swung, thrust, lunged, and parried. The sword became a blur of silver and sound as it whistled through the air and bit into his opponents. Orcs went down, blood was everywhere; his clothes were stained with blood, both of his own, a bright red, the orc's blood, a darker red, almost black. The orcs were larger, stronger, and heavier; but he was lighter, faster, and quicker. He used all he could to have an advantage over them. He used him nimbleness until he was like a fly, by the time you lifted your hand to swat it, it was gone.
Twe was a superb shot; as she came to the last of the extra arrows she killed three more orcs. One was shot in the throat and the other two were killed in the eyes. One of the orcs shot in the eyes stumbled against another healthy orc, the orc swung around and the back of its spear jutted out as the orc swung to see who had stumbled into it. The butt hit Heidi in the head. She collapsed, falling to the ground amid the dirt, sweat, and blood.
"NOOOOOOO! Heidi! Don't you dare die, you can leave, just wait!" Twe thought at Heidi, there was no reply; she was unconscious. Sweat broke out and sank into her already sweat-drenched clothes. Two orcs were zooming in on either side of Heidi; Raph hadn't notice that Heidi was down yet. Twe drew two arrows and placed them on her bow aiming carefully. The orcs stumbled as arrows pierced them but they continued towards the fallen human teenage girl, their stupid minds could only grasp so much. "DIE YOU BASTARDS!" Twe shot at them in her mind, fear threading it's way through her thoughts, she had lost Peranell, and she WASN'T going to lose Heidi in the same week. TWANG! TWANG! Another pair of arrows flew, TWANG! TWANG! The orcs finally fell, arrows piercing each of them through the ear and into the brain. But they had fallen on Heidi! They would crush her!
Twe threw her bow on her shoulders and snatched her sword out of its' sheath. She then grabbed a long knife out. She rushed into the fray, making a beeline towards Heidi. She hacked at five orcs to get at her, blood spurted from one's cut throat; Twe had pushed another it moaned as it died, impaled on the sword of it's own companion whom it had fallen on. Moans, growls, threats, and screaming reached her ears, but she didn't pay attention to any of it.
She slid her sword into the belly of another and as he showed no signs of dying, and ripped upwards. Bloody insides and other sights she could have gladly have lived without spilled before her eyes. The smell of blood and gore permeated everything and made her want to gag. She felt seriously sick. But she HAD to get Heidi free! She yanked and tugged and pulled the orcs off of Heidi. Heidi was free, but she felt critically sick and her guts decided to turn up just then. She knelt down and threw up. She was still wiping her mouth as she spun around and brought her sword up, crossing blades against a larger sword that an orc was bearing down on her, her arm shook but held, and Twe was decidedly on the bad side.
She reached deep down inside her, to the place where she had found comfort and strength so many times before. She saw everything that she was down there, all the good, bad, and all that she knew she was and had not uncovered yet. Something down there had helped her and told her what to do many times before; maybe it would help her again. She got strength and courage, but not knowledge. She took the strength and shoved up, the orc fell away. She was about to go after him when she heard a weak plea, "Twe.'' that sounds like Rap- She turned around and gasped as she saw Raph lying belly downwards on top of Heidi. His mind and body were weak, but he gathered up enough strength to lift his head and look at her; after a heartfelt look on his pain-contorted face, his head quickly dropped, the effort of holding it up becoming to much. He was covered in blood, most of it his own, coming from the many gashes and cuts that covered his entire body.
An orc was standing over him, Raph sent her a quick message, "he was going after Heidi. couldn't let him. hurt her. hope she's. ok. If things don't work out. tell her. tell her I. I love her..." Twe was shocked, before she could respond, Raph had faded into that black land of unconsciousness. She now faced the orc with anger in her every bone, tissue, and cell. No one hurt Raph and Heidi that bad and lived to tell the tale, NO ONE!
The orc held a whip handle that had 10 or so leather thongs coming out from it, attacked to the end of each was a piece of glass or thorn or something equally sharp. Raph had stood up to the orcs and had gotten lots of cuts for it, but the lashes from the scourge were coming for their price; his blood and thus death. He was losing blood fast, too fast. Twe was reminded of someone else who had lost blood too fast once, "SHIT! NO, NO, DON'T DIE RAPHAEL, DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!" she couldn't do anything about it then or now, a wail of despair burst out from her soul, despair in all it's entirety came over her and filled her and then passed away, to be replaced by anger. The anger seemed to burn at Twe's insides calling for action. She suddenly was moving.
She seemed to fly around, she killed the one she had pushed over and one other. She then proceeded towards the whip wielding orc. She snatched up an orc spear on the way. As her fingers tightened around the thick oak staff she sneered at eh orc and his vain attempt to kill them, because she would NOT let him live, not for what he had done to Raph.
She stood there; straight, tall, proud, confident, and noble, every muscle was toned and ready for use. He simply stood there, his great hulking mass towering over her. Both wore an identical leer on their faces for the other's "feeble" attempts. He cracked his whip through the air; she raised the spear. The thongs got tangled around the spear staff. She yanked on the spear and the whip went flying, several pieces cut her, but she was too detached to notice, or even care if she had noticed.
But they never got farther for another band of 40 orcs arrived, they came through the woods, right behind the last orc, the one she was facing, they then stopped. In the front was an orc that had blood on him, He must have gotten away and warned another band, are more bands coming? That was when despair first started to creep in, it got further when she heard noise behind her and turned to see a band of 20 orcs come at her from behind and stop. She couldn't fight and conquer 62 orcs!
Despair had a good foothold in the door by now. But she prepared her self for her last stand, the one that she had to make. She would probably go down, but she would take a bunch down with her.
The original orc sneered and said, "It'ssss finisheddd." He then started to go towards her. "NO." The word was a mental command, but so strong that the orc heard it clearly and he even stopped for a second. But he shook his head and continued. "NO." She spoke louder and more commanding this time. She stuck her sword in the ground, hilt up, and stuck her right hand out. Amazingly he stopped, he looked as if he was trying to move, but couldn't. The orcs that had been his rescuers moments before were also now stuck. Twe's eyes held an amazing cold glare.
The NO 's rolled around them, echoing in their minds, the words of power binding them. Suddenly, Twe seemed brighter, as if the sun had peeked out and shone upon her, but it was night, and a new moon, it was suppose to be dark. The light grew and became brighter and whiter, and more painful to the orcs.
The orcs tried to cover their faces, but couldn't. The same spell that held them immovable also rendered them as statues. They couldn't even close their eyes to the light. The light increased and doubled. It was augmented and amplified by her. The light tore the darkness form the orcs. It permeated their very being and tore what they had always known from them. It was a deathblow to the orcs. They had survived on the darkness, but now it was gone, and they were dying. The spell finally released them, but they could only writhe on the ground in pain.
Heidi and Raph seemed to take no damage from this what so ever, it only helped them, their pain grew less and a small smile played on both their faces. But all 62 orcs died. But Twe seemed to take it hard too. She stood a moment longer, weaving, tired, and weak form loss of blood and stomach. She felt the sweat bead her forehead, armpits, and chest and back. She stood and the light quickly and quietly faded. She wove some more and finally fell next to Heidi and Raph, out cold before she hit the ground.
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Guess who we meet next chapter? Think about it, Green wood (Mirkwood) Forest, major disaster, there is bound to be someone looking into it; for three bands of orcs, probably someone royal, hmmm.
~Kit ;)